New Hampshire Tough

I was born New Hampshire tough
Knock me down I’ll get back up.
Blood filled with fire and ice
It takes a strong one to roll the dice.
From my breath the autumn winds blow
I’ll stand outside in blizzards snow.
In Springs rains I’ll laugh and play
And work all the hot summers day.
I’ll farm the ground of granite stone
And I know I’m not alone cuz they’re more just like me,
New Hampshire tough, wild and free.

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